In the later years of Gilded Age New York, we find Edith Wharton in the Belmont Hotel, in the midst of major decision making regarding her marriage, where she will spend her life in the future and what she will write. In this historical fiction, inspired by a true story, Edith becomes involved in more beyond these not easy tasks, when a young man, an author who she has never met before, happens upon her meeting with her publisher in a cafe at the Belmont. She is introduced to David Graham Phillips, a brash, superior feeling writer, with nothing good to say about Wharton or other writers or most of society. She is not amused! But she is also finds herself unexpectedly upset when Phillips is suddenly murdered a short time later. And she becomes involved with the writer’s sister in ensuring his new book becomes published.
While this is fiction, I found Edith’s voice fit what I would expect of a woman of her background and experience…one blessed with intelligence and sharp wit. Her inner voice sparkles more than society will permit her to say aloud. Her observational skills feel right for the woman who wrote such detailed books of the rise and fall of lives in that era. I enjoyed her attempts to work out who might have killed Phillips and why, all while trying to decide what to do about her failed marriage, her ill husband, the various men friends she has enjoyed in the past.
I do recommend this book for an enjoyable read that offers a possible view into the later life of Edith Wharton, when turning 50 meant one was becoming old.
A copy of this book was provided by the publisher through NetGalley. This review is my own.